Nicholas Lea Quotes

I don't like being away from home.

Austin is such a free and creative place, but I can't enjoy it as much because everyone I love is back in L.A.

I'm living in L.A. but my heart's in Vancouver.

I would really like to spend more time with the family. Every time I go abroad I miss them all dreadfully.

I escaped to New York, and then L.A., but when I dream of home, I still dream of my old house in Holmdel.

I spend a lot of time in London and I miss California. Of course, when I'm in California I miss London.

On the flight over to the Gulf of Mexico, I wondered about how they say you can never go home again, but maybe an equally expensive reality is how many people, regardless of how many years or miles they put between themselves and where they were born, are never truly able to leave home.

At the moment, my mother is the only one left in Glasgow, although it's certainly my home.

The first time I lived in L.A. I was too young. I really wanted to be back home in Vancouver.

I get homesick.

And I think a lot of us have fantasies of going back to where we're from, or when we do go back we're so nostalgic about it.

After all, I long to be in America again, nay, if I can go home to return no more to Europe, it seems to me that I shall ever enjoy more peace of mind, and even Physical comfort than I can meet with in any portion of the world beside.

During the holiday season, Christmas specifically, it can be hard to be away from family and friends.

The hardest part is to travel, and to be away from your family.

I've always been an outsider. Even in London. If I returned to Scotland, I'd feel a complete foreigner.

When memories fade, can one ever really return home?

My brothers were gone on tour a lot, and I would miss them so much.

L.A. really doesn't feel like home to me anymore.

You create a world away from home and make new rooms for yourself. But when you arrive back home in your old rooms, the world you've made for yourself ceases to be real. Everything seems to crumble. Anyone who's been sent away to boarding school can understand that.

When I arrived in France, I cried every day. Not because I was in France - I could have been anywhere - but because I was so far, far away from my parents. I missed them so much.

I enjoyed being in California for a while. But that's the thing about London: you can't really shake it. I've always had the impression when I was in L.A. for long periods of time that simultaneously my life was happening somewhere else, and I'm missing it.

I only get to spend about six to eight weeks in Australia now and I really miss my family and friends.

I don't get back to Michigan nearly as much as I'd like to.

In truth, I was desperate to leave New York. And Moscow was a special place for me. It was the city where my parents had grown up, where they had met; it was the city where I was born.

I'd like to get back home to Nova Scotia more, but thankfully, with technology you can call and text and FaceTime. But physically being in Toronto or Nova Scotia... there's nothing like it.